Abstract
In the foothills of the Western Ghats, tucked away from the rush of Mumbai, lies the little-known village of . Though small, Zavazavi is a micro‑cosm of Marathi culture: the scent of puran poli wafts through the lanes every Sunday, elders gather under the banyan tree to recite abhangas , and the local schoolyard echoes with the rhythmic beats of dholki during festivals.
Abstract
In the foothills of the Western Ghats, tucked away from the rush of Mumbai, lies the little-known village of . Though small, Zavazavi is a micro‑cosm of Marathi culture: the scent of puran poli wafts through the lanes every Sunday, elders gather under the banyan tree to recite abhangas , and the local schoolyard echoes with the rhythmic beats of dholki during festivals.